MARCH 18, 2022

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Hi Loyalists to the Weequahic Cause:
 
Sandford Sandy Jaffe (49) joins the weekly Weequahic chat at sajaffe@ejb.rutgers.edu.
 
Mel Rubin (56) sends news of passing of cousin:
 
I regret the passing of my cousin and good friend, Joe Simons (Peshine 50/Arts (58) and Kean. He was a fixture in the Peshine Avenue Playground playing basketball and was one of the Watson Avenue Boys. Joe later played for Arts High and coached girls’ basketball at Central High School in Newark.
 
He was a lifelong teacher in the Newark School system, retiring from Barringer Prep as head of the English Department. Joe was active in the teachers union. He fondly remembered every one of his teachers and all the teachers he worked with and most everyone he met.
 
After marrying Sandy, nee Goldberg (Batten56), they moved to Union and raised two daughters and adored his two grandchildren. Joe was active in the synagogue in Union and Springfield. He gathered and retained friends wherever he went, along with books, matchbooks, placemats and menus. Loved new clothes.
 
Joe was always exploring new places to go and would avidly bring us along. As such, he was our family’s “Daniel Boone.” He loved outlet malls, shopping malls, the Jersey shore and good restaurants. My wife and I would join the Simons at many of those restaurants weekly. His wit and intelligence will surely be missed. Mel
 
Warren Bratter (1/60) draws a connection to modern day crisis
 
Each day that passes and the war in the Ukraine intensifies in its mindless cruelty, I find myself reaching further back in time to recall my ancestors from that persecuted country. On both maternal and paternal sides of the family, my “bubbas” (grandmothers) and “zeidahs” (grandfathers) lived both in Ukrainian “shtetls” (villages) and small cities. They emigrated here at the turn of the 20th century. Those who did not leave died there during the artificial famine created by Stalin in the early 30s.
 
What lives the pogroms didn't end or force out of that country, the Nazis managed to end our time there. My wife is figuratively only a centimeter removed from the Ukraine as her mother and most members of her maternal family were born in the southern Ukrainian village of Berezovka (150 miles northeast of Odessa). Some of the fighting of these past days is taking place near the mass graves where those family members were entombed.
 
As I watch the current tragedy play out in the Ukraine, I wonder if not for similar events in the country’s past forcing its citizens to flee and seek refuge in more welcoming and hospitable environments, my own Weequahic experience, as well as the Weequahic experiences of children of oppressed and victimized immigrants whose grandparents and parents settled in Newark, would never be. Seeking new horizons, they came to New Jersey, rebuilt their lives, raised families and provided us with homes and nurturing neighborhoods filled with a daily cornucopia of vibrant life. And passed on their values and traditions, the basic framework by which we were raised during our Weequahic years and inspired us to be the best that we could be. Warren
 
Warren Grover’s (1/55) story of becoming a historian on “Nazis in Newark” is highlighted in a recent edition of the NJ Jewish News (link, below):
 
 
Jeff Golden’s (6/63) took the theme from bagels to bialys:
 
Janet Sakoff Kaestner (6/63)
My dad owned the bialy bakery on Clinton Avenue in Newark. The bakery was on the same side as the temple. The only place you can get a true bialy today is Florida or New York. I now live in. South Carolina and friends bring me bialys from Florida. Janet
 
Hedy Siegel Mark (6/63)
The bialy (pictured, below) place is Kossar’s on Grand Street in NYC (Link to Kossars, Grand Street, NY; all about bialys video at Link to Kossars Video). Often when I played hooky, I ended up in that neighborhood. They are still there. A new Upper East Side location is coming; Link to new shop- Kossars Upper East Side, NYC. Hedy 
Arnie Kohn (56)
The best bialys I ever had were from a shop on Grand Street, near Chinatown
in New York City. They also made Pletzle bread, which we generally had as a treat,
coming home from the city. Pletzle bread was actually a large Bialy. Arnie
 
Judy Sarnow Gluck (60)
Kossar’s bialys are the best I’ve ever eaten! Also, their bagels and flagels. If you go, please bring some back for me! 
 
In NJ, bagels from Bagels 4U are the best! Watson Bagels makes the bagels and delivers them to the stores to be baked there. Judy
 
W-reflections:
 
Mady Bauman Barna (56)
To Marty Friedman (1/47), I was wondering if you remember my sister Zelma Bauman, she graduated in 46. Bless your heart at 92. I graduated WHS in 1956 and your memories bring back wonderful nostalgia about sleigh riding down Keer Avenue, where I lived, and the Park Movie and the usher (ha ha). You didn't mention the Weequahic Diner which was part of the wonderful years, Watson Bagels or Mings Chinese Restaurant. I could go on and on. We will never recapture the warmth of those years, so thanks for your wonderful memories! Mady
 
Marty Friedman (1/47)
Mady, yes. I certainly remember your sister, Zelma Bauman, and your famous father Leo Bauman, who owned the most famous and best restaurant in the area, the Weequahic Diner. Zelma was a year ahead of me and a friend of Elaine Blitzman; she lived across the street from me. We both attended Farleigh Dickinson in Teaneck after high school.
 
Leo Bauman was GREAT. The Weequahic Diner opened, I think, in 1943 on Frelinghuysen Avenue about two blocks south of Hawthorne Avenue. He ran that restaurant every night perfectly. And every Saturday night it was packed with people waiting in line. Sunday mornings the same.
 
The Weequahic Diner was just as much an icon as Watson Bagel. After the late snack or dinner with the long wait for a table on Saturday nights, then it was time (11 or 12 or 1 PM) to drive up Hawthorne and over to Watson Avenue to get the bag of bagels and the Sunday newspapers already for sale in front of Watson Bagel.
 
In the 1940s and 50s, it was the place to bring your date and Sunday morning for the best lox, eggs, onions and great pancakes and wonderful desserts. I still remember Leo running around, yelling at the help and the customers to “move faster, people are waiting.” And he always had beautiful young waitresses.
 
Then years later Leo opened the brand new luxurious Clairmont Diner on Bloomfield Avenue and Rt 23 near the Claridge House apartments. Marty
 
Harold Edwards (66)
I worked at Silver's Bakery and Seymour's Deli on Hawthorne Avenue in Newark in the early 1960s. I must have been 14 or 15 years old and I was only allowed to work at a few hours, 6 to 12 hours per week because of my age. To answer Ann Kosser Branfman's (Chancellor/Battin 71) question with regard to the deli next to silver's bakery, I'm almost sure it was Seymour's because that was the owner's first name. He and Mr. Silver were so kind to a young fella like me to provide me the part time jobs. I would clean the deli until we closed every night and sometimes deliver the groceries in a basket in front of the bicycle which they provided for me. 
 
I developed a keen taste for the best lox, gefilte fish and all of the delicacies they sold. In addition to the delicious rolls (better than Keil's down the street) Mr. Silver would let me take home, I would walk from there to my home on 121 Hansbury Avenue by Parkview Terrace (1962-1986), pass Watson Bagels on Clinton Place and pick up some hot fresh bagels for my mother. I can remember riding that bike from the deli all the way to the apartment buildings on the corner of North Broad Street and North Avenue in Elizabeth, N.J. for special customers!
 
My girlfriend lived on the corner of Demarest and Nye where I would regularly drop off some of the rolls to her family before I took my trek on home. Great memories of those days, especially Mr. Silver and Mr. Seymour giving me some of my first opportunities to work.
 
I also worked at Norman Bros. Drug Store on Watson Avenue back in the day. Does anyone remember that pharmacy? Harold
 
Sondra Kurtz Newell (6/63)
My dad and I lived in a one family house on a street called Schleifer Road. I wonder if the street was named after the man Nathan Himelstein (South Side 1/55) discussed in the weekly “WHS Note.” I lived there for a short period of time prior to getting married. I think the street that had all new homes at the time my father bought ours and the street was named after the famous man Schleifer. I believe it was a new street located in Hillside, NJ. Sondra
 
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